while the angel sings a lullaby


stars up the sky glitter at night
down here i rest on my cradle
darkness fills my room and i sleep
while the angel sings a lullaby

the earth left me in quiet motion
my dreams have bridges under the ocean
where big balloon of crowded heaven drifts
myriad colors cheer the unhappy state of me

hours and minutes sail like ships on the atlantic
i’m separated in the spirit of wonderland
the angel still sings a lullaby




About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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4 Responses to while the angel sings a lullaby

  1. ContactRida says:

    such a lovely bittersweet piece. i just finished watching Life of Pi and all of your words came to life with such vivid colors.

  2. This is a very nice poem. I enjoyed reading it and the rythym of it.

  3. to those who read, liked and commented, I remain grateful indeed! 🙂

  4. muddled images. speaks to some with effort

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